About The Money (A Poem)

I don't buy it

cause I don't have it

I know I know I know I know


You think I have money

well maybe I do

I'm bringing it all over to your place

and spending it all on you!

Okay Okay Okay Okay


Now you don't believe me

you know I'm full

of bull and hay

I guess that's true

What do ya say

let's play let's play let's play


Time hurries on

stone turns to sand

prepare yourself for

Judgment's day

just hold your lover's hand


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Jodah 18 months ago from Queensland Australia

What a unique and interesting piece of poetry Terry. Feel free to bring the money and spend it on me. :)


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Wrath Warbone 18 months ago from Cleveland, Ohio Author

Hi Jodah. Thanks tons. Made the work worth while. I got to check your stuff out sometime.


littledog 18 months ago

It's like that old littledog saying ... I aint got no mo money Honey.. Honey? Where did you go baby?


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Wrath Warbone 18 months ago from Cleveland, Ohio Author

We all know how that one goes, littledog! Hee, hee, hee! Thanks.


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Larry Rankin 16 months ago from Oklahoma

Money makes it go around, but I wish it didn't matter to folks so much.

Great poem.


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Wrath Warbone 16 months ago from Cleveland, Ohio Author

Thanks Larry. I sort of know what you mean. But if we don't have it we are in big trouble. We are controlled by the need for it, aren't we? Important topic, to me. Thanks again!


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manatita44 14 months ago from london

Interesting!


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Wrath Warbone 14 months ago from Cleveland, Ohio Author

Thanks, manatita44!

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